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Summer Box Office 2007: The Critics Ultimatum![]()
The summer of the threequel is over, which means it’s time to say goodbye to giant freakin robots and take a look back at this summer’s box office with our annual movie money breakdown. Cinema Blend box office expert Scott Gwin and I re-enacted a scene from Curb Your Enthusiasm by refusing to go to each other’s offices, and finally settled on a box office talking luncheon. Scott foolishly allowed me to pick the restaurant and, still stinging from his refusal to drive to my side of town, I chose a Hooters. Not because I like Hooters (the outfits are painfully outdated and the waitresses are kind of annoying), but because I knew it would almost certainly aggravate Scott’s fear of spandex.
I arrived early, to inform our waitress that it was Scott’s birthday, and then sat back sucking on Heineken while I waited for Gwin to show up with his box office laden brain. By the time he did, I was two Heinekens in and the waitresses were engaged in a wet t-shirt contest, leaving Scott unmolested by orange-spandexed bimbos as he strode through the door carrying his three-ring binder and smelling of Old Spice. As Scott sat down his well-developed forearm bulged underneath his button-down shirt, and it was then that I realized it may have actually been four Heinekens and not two; and that I was either in a gay porn video or was experiencing an opening salvo of delusion which would almost certainly result in me becoming viciously drunk. Summer 2007 had been a rough one. Unfortunately Gwin wasn’t waiting around for his boss to discover stability, sanity, and sobriety. He ordered the hot wings, opened his binder, and started clubbing me over the head with his boundless summer box office knowledge. ![]()
Spider-Man 3
JT: What Spidey couldn’t overcome was the multiple villain curse. It brought down Batman and ok, while it didn’t exactly kill Spidey, over-saturating the movie with bad guys resulted in the worst Spider-Man movie so far. Of course even the worst Spidey movie is still better than just about anything anyone else is doing, which is probably why the movie made money web over fist. What I wonder though, is whether the mild-disappointment some felt in it will mean smaller box office totals for a fourth movie, if it ever happens? With Raimi and Maguire waffling over whether or not they want to do it, it will probably be awhile before we have to worry about it. Enjoy your money while you can Spidey. Shrek the Third
JT: Not up to snuff is kind of an understatement. I’ve never been one of those snobs who pooh pooh’s the Shrek movies for their obvious pop-culture references and tendency towards fart jokes. I loved the first two movies and wanted to like the third one, but there’s just no loving it. It’s such an awful film, in fact it may be the worst film ever to make more than $300 million. Why are people watching this shit? Is it because Shrek’s obesity makes them feel better about being fat? That has to be it. It’s kind of like Bill Clinton’s popularity. He was an over-eating womanizer, and everyone could identify with him. We’re a nation of fatasses so we support other fatasses, no matter how much they suck. Forget hunting down Osama, George Bush should try eating a few cheeseburgers. Pirates of the Caribbean: At Worlds End
JT: It’s kind of amazing that it only made only $307 million. Granted, it’s an awful movie (one I dislike more with every passing day), but it made nearly $130 million just in its first week and people seemed to be obsessed with it in a way that’s normally reserved only for American Idol and Girls Gone Wild. I consider us lucky that people stopped seeing the damn thing when they did. Those were the worst pirates I’ve ever seen, but why bother with quality when you can just throw a bunch of CGI at people and end up making money. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
JT: Speaking as a non-fan… it’s a miserable adaptation. Except for Cuaron’s film, these movies get way too much credit. They make way too much money too, but then what else can you expect from a franchise with a built-in audience this massive. These aren’t Browncoats we’re talking about here, Harry Potter fans number in the billions. They really don’t even have to try with these movies at this point. If Warner Brothers was smart, they’d just re-purpose old public domain films and slap the Harry Potter name on them. They’d make the same amount of profit. I can’t wait to see the next one: Harry Potter and the Reefer Madness. Transformers
JT: The movie’s opening weekend would have been exciting if not for that silly Tuesday opening. By the time the film’s opening weekend rolled around, their prime audience had already seen it. Who opens a movie on Tuesday? What were they thinking? That bizarre decision robbed Transformers of breaking records that actually matter. Not that anyone at Paramount cares, they’ll be able to console themselves with that $661 million. It’s interesting that Transformers made the same domestically as Pirates, while Pirates did better overseas. Everyone loves talking about how stupid Americans are, but it seems the rest of the world is just a little bit stupider when it comes to crappy sequels with effeminate pirates in them. Knocked Up
JT: Give me a break Gwin! The secret to Knocked Up isn’t infantile humor and it couldn’t possibly have less to do with people desperate to have sex. I think you’ve confused Judd Apatow with the Farrelly brothers. I’ll give you Superbad, but there’s nothing sex-crazed about Seth Rogen’s first starring role. Admit it Scott, you haven’t seen it. Get moving man, it’s still in theaters! Take your wife, she’ll love you for it; women seem have this inexplicable attraction to Rogen’s belly fat. I don’t get it, but as a guy with a gut I support it. His movie is a brilliant, incredibly mature, insightful comedy and it’s a relief to see that every once in awhile people do show up to see great movies. Knocked Up is a really great movie and Judd Apatow’s crew deserves every penny they make off of it. 1408
JT: 1408’s success is easily explained: Good trailers. Their marketing budget wasn’t huge, but they made the most of what they had. The movie looked like smarter, edgier horror than it actually was and people showed up hoping for a break from all the toture-porn crap. And before you torture-porn fans start whining about people who use that terminology to describe your gore-humping, please consider the alternatives. We could start calling you “wound-fuckers”. If it makes you feel any better, I promise not to use the term later when we talk about the mediocre performance of Hostel II. Remind of that when we get to Eli Roth, Scott. The Simpsons Movie
JT: Wait, what? The Simpsons is animated? Doesn’t look like CGI to me. Live Free or Die Hard
JT: Scott he’s too old for this shit, not too old for this stuff. Don’t tell me Fox has watered you down to appeal to idiot teenagers too! Luckily, the film took its not at all hard PG-13 rating right to the edge and managed to be seriously kickass, even if they did truncate John McClane’s trademark catchphrase in order to please soccer moms. As for Die Hard in a Nursing Home, I’m all for it. John McClane may be the only action hero who only gets better with age. The older he gets the crankier he gets, and the crankier he gets the better his movies get. We just heard a few weeks ago that Bruce Campbell isn’t going to be in Bubba Nosferatu, I’d like to suggest replacing elderly Elvis with a wheelchair riding, 80-year-old version of John McClane. The Bourne Ultimatum
JT: The Bourne Ultimatum was the best movie of the summer, bar none, and great word of mouth has kept it making big money at the box office week after week. With several weeks of post-summer hangover garbage now hitting theaters, Bourne has a pretty good chance to keep right on making more. If there is another sequel, I’ll be there buying a ticket; if there isn’t, then the third one is a pretty great ending for the character. Matt Damon is definitely no Streisand. Get it? Oh come on Gwin, don’t tell me you missed The 40 Year-Old Virgin too! Give in! Bow down to Apatow dude. Ratatouille
JT: You’d think an animated movie about a rat would be an easy sell. I mean, all the great, classic cartoon characters are rodents of some sort. Bugs Bunny, Mickey Mouse, Speedy Gonzalez, Jerry of Tom and Jerry, Pinky and the Brain, that rat who gets replaced by a boxing kangaroo (did he have a name?), Fivel, The Rescuers, Itchy of Itchy and Scratchy… whoops that’s The Simpsons. Anyway the film made a nice profit, but you’d think it would be an easier sell than a movie about talking cars which look like they fell off the back of a Fisher Price truck. Kids love cartoon rats, and more importantly in America kids love food. Have you looked at how big the husky section at Sears has gotten? When I used to shop there as a pre-teen it was hidden back behind the Sears photo studio and I had one brown suit and two pairs of Jams to choose from. Today selling fat kids clothes is big business and everybody’s little Johnny is a big tub of lard. Putting household pests and high-calorie eating together in the same movie should have resulted in the year’s biggest box office hit. I’m glad it did well, but I’m shocked that it didn’t manage to at least outdo Cars.
Mr. Brooks
JT: The thing about Costner’s posterior is that it’s not even a good one. Now sometimes that’s an asset. Will Ferrell has an ugly ass, and it works for him as a comedic prop. I rejoice every time Ferrell shows off his butt. But if Costner wants us to take his ass seriously, then he should consider some sort of implant. Not that this would have helped Mr. Brooks. I considered seeing it for William Hurt, but the whole thing just looks so boring. Maybe they spent a lot of money on marketing, I’ll take your word for it, but it wasn’t very good marketing. They made the movie look like a good place to go to take a two hour nap. Hostel Part II
JT: Who needs Hostel anyway when the Saw movies are still huge. You’re right though, the genre which I’m not allowed to name does seem to have run its course. Saw may keep going, but if it does it’s more because it’s become a Halloween tradition than because anyone is really all that into it anymore. Causing bodily harm to beautiful women for fun and sport is on its way out, these days it’s all about giant transforming robots. Robo-transformo-porn? Somehow I doubt that label is going to catch on. I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry
JT: Scott, come on, $31 million is a pretty nice bit of profit. What’s more, they made almost all of it domestically. The film hasn’t gotten much of a release overseas yet, and won’t till Septemer. By the time it’s all said and done, Chuck and Larry’s gay for pay bit is going to earn Sandler and his friends a ridiculous amount of money. Ok it’s not Michael Bay money, but then Kevin James doesn’t transform into a Camaro, just a a fake homosexual. Lower your expectations a little dude. Besides, the movie sucked. It wasn’t an awful kind of suck, but there was some sucking. At least it wasn’t offensive to middle America. At no point in the movie is there actually any gay activity. Just a lot of talk about it. That makes it socially acceptable to the folks in Mississippi. It’s like the cuddly, plush version of gay culture. Sadly, it’ll probably do more for gay acceptance than Brokeback Mountain ever could, since it presents gay people as sweet, funny, childlike guys who it’s great to go shopping with. They’re kind of like cherubs or overgrown cupids. Who wouldn’t want to hang out with someone like that… as long as he isn’t wearing a diaper. Rush Hour 3
JT: I don’t think you have to worry about there being another Rush Hour. Most of that $140 million price tag was spent paying to get Chris Tucker out of the basement beanbag where he’s been living since the last one. There’s no way they’d get him to do another, even if someone was stupid enough to want to make one. If there is another one, it’ll have to involve Jackie Chan’s character being confined to an iron lung, because if there’s ever been an action star with nothing left in the tank it’s him. He can’t speak the language, he can’t do kung fu, stick him in an iron lung so he can’t do anymore damage.
Evan Almighty
JT: Yeah, I think it’s pretty clear now that Shadyac was just covering his ass. He knew the movie sucked, knew it was never going to make back its budget, and so he started making a bunch of noise about the movie not getting enough marketing so he’d have a built in excuse when the movie flopped. Well I’m not falling for it. Evan Almighty was marketed like crazy. Every form of media was flooded with advertising for Shadyac’s floating turd at least a month in advance. Websites, television, billboards, there were even advertisements for it plastered all over this site. Marketing wasn’t the problem, the movie was the problem. I laughed at it enough to keep from hating it, but I’m clearly in the minority. Most moviegoers did hate it, and after a weak number one debut word of mouth killed it. Blame yourself Tom, not the marketing geeks assigned to peddle your cow patty. Stardust
JT: You’ve apparently been spending too much time with Tom Shadyac. Marketing quantity wasn’t the problem, marketing quality was. The trailers looked awful, the posters looked messy and weird. Nobody knew what Stardust was supposed to be, at best it looked like some sort of incredibly cheap, cheesy, Chronicles of Narnia knockoff. You know what I never saw for it? A trailer touting the film’s glowing reviews. This is one case where the reviewing press could have helped them. The movie’s hard to advertise, so screen it early for the press, let them talk about how good it is, and then promote the hell out of all the good things being said about it. Instead, we got inexplicably strange trailers stuffed with stars as if showing Robert DeNiro’s mug would somehow make a difference to Stardust’s target audience. It didn’t, and the movie flopped big. Every summer there’s at least one great movie which gets mismarketed and lost in the shuffle. This year it’s Stardust, and I hurt with you Gwin. Who’s Your Caddy
JT: I’m a big supporter of racial stereotypes in comedy, but not when they’re as tired and worn out as the ones used to cobble together this premise. Did anyone actually thing this movie would make money? Come on, it’s kind of like stabbing a corpse to put Who’s Your Caddy in the Loser column. This is the sort of movie that gets made expecting to make nothing at the box office They had to know it was going to flop, I’m sure the plan all along was for them to recoup their losses on DVD. Who’s Your Caddy may have been a theatrical failure, but it’s just the sort of movie that’ll sell big in the Wal-Mart bargain bin… where it belongs. Bratz
JT: I’m going to steal material from my own review here, because I’m incredibly lazy and a total narcissist. Watching Bratz was like getting raped by MySpace. This property shouldn’t be allowed to exist. The toys are a great way to train your daughter as a hooker and the movie is a great way to make your kids dumber. It’s horrible and whatever credibility Jon Voight might have had left evaporated when he put on a fake nose to appear in this. What’s with the fake nose man? You’re playing a high-school principle (who lives in a mansion), why does that require a fake nose? Even Voight was ashamed to be in it and so he tried to hide behind a prosthetic. Hearing that this movie was the flop it deserved to be is the best news I’ve had all year. Keep your daughter off the pole and keep her away from Bratz, in all of its viciously heinous incarnations. Captivity
JT: I promised not to call Hostel II torture-porn, so now I’m making up for it here. Captivity is toture-porn at is worst, and judging from the film’s box office it’s also where Hollywood’s most crap genre finally ends. If you can’t get toture-porn freaks interested in watching Elisha Cuthbert endure 90 minutes of abuse, then there’s no hope for the future of torture flicks. Scuse me a moment while I do a victory dance. Of course it might have helped if Cuthbert had really committed to the role. A little gratuitous nudity would have upped those box office totals. This is toture-porn after all, if you’re going to do it throw respectability out the window. Cuthbert escaped Captivity with her nipples intact but the idiots who funded it are out a lot of cash. ![]()
Elated that I’d managed to make it through the entire luncheon without chasing invisible penguins around the table I thanked Scott for showing, shook his hand, and even offered to pay the check. Scott accepted and walked out to his car while I fished around in my pockets for a credit card. It was then I heard singing and without warning found myself surrounded by a somewhat flabby wall of orange spandex. Yes I am Scott Gwin. Yes it is my birthday. Yes, I will have another round on the house. No, that other guy with the spectacular forearm will not be coming back. Now where’s that penguin? It’s too hot in here for a penguin…
Read Summer Box Office 2006: Critics Last Stand here. Read Summer Box Office 2005: Revenge of the Critics here. Read Summer Box Office 2004: The Chronicles of Critics here. Read Summer Box Office 2003: Critics United here. |